DUCKWRTH was born and raised in South Central Los Angeles and has resided and called San Francisco home for some time now. He models himself as an all around artist appearing in photos for indie clothing brand Rare Panther to ads for Levis and Facebook. A true lover of creativity without limits, he expresses himself through his story telling lyrics, video directing, photography, and graphic design as part of an art collective called ThemHellas and his own graphic design company BluuDragon.
SOPRANO
Duckwrth Lyrics
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40 caliber shootin' at the hecklers (du du du du du du du)
Out to wait the, reverend (brr)
Angels on the line shootin' up to heaven (where we goin'?)
Lucifer sings in soprano
Fallen angels listenin' to Zeppelin
Yo mama told you not to (what)
Listen to secular music, the devils in the trap
Black Sabbath on vinyl, AC/DC in the summer
Killa Cam in the winter, this is what you always wanted
Turnin' degrees to a hundred
This is what you always wanted
Turnin' degrees to a hundred
Aye man! Turn on the AC it's hot in here! (Yeah!)
Crank that
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling
Hold on, hold on, crank that (crank, crank)
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling
Hold on, hold on, say (ha)
How them flames end up on the ceiling, huh?
Burn down the roof, make 'em all say (ah!)
Jump out the cat go grill that, huh (huh)
Jump out the coupe four-wheel that, huh (skrrt)
Ski mask in boots make em steal that, huh
Run up on the same trap grab it like (ah!)
Throw the nigga inside the van, uh (yeah)
Tie him up, his feets and hands, uh
He was walkin' round like Godzilla
He didn't know this ain't Japan (no way)
You ain't the dapper of Dan (ooh!)
You ain't the king of the land (huh!)
Sleepin' like keepers and xans
I wake you up you been stuck in a trance
I ate you out like a million of fans
I crank it up like you singing Sopran'
Crank that
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling (hold on)
Hold on, crank that (crank, crank)
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling
Hold on, hold on, say (ha)
How the fuck am I supposed to breathe when there's so much bullshit all around?
Trappin' trappin' got you trappin'
It's okay because the beat that I bring is ill (that's real)
Gun a man, hunnid grams, hunnid grand, the baddest bitch is world renowned (what else?)
Mix that like it's jump alike, and circuit to the masses
Nigga, how profound
Hell naw! Somethin' ain't right
Tastin' too sweet when I had the first bite (huh!)
Cookin' the kitchen with numerous knifes (cook)
808 sauce I'ma throw it like spice
Bass to the god with that Wonton soup
Migos just added that Wonton rice
Now you can't get enough (nah)
Eat em all up (uh)
Hit em with the quick tummy tuck (yeah)
Ooh, so you just slappin' niggas?
Rollin' cards
Taking it to a new level, huh? Aight!
Crank that
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling (hold on)
Hold on, crank that (crank, crank)
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling
Hold on, hold on, ha
Ooh, testify (yeah, yeah)
Escaping the flames (yeah)
Mama said testify (yeah, yeah)
Crank that (ah!)
In Duckwrth's song SOPRANO, the rapper showcases his sharp tongue which he refers to as a weapon throughout the song. He addresses hecklers who criticize his secular music, comparing his automatic weapon to the sound of tubas. He also references various artists such as Black Sabbath, AC/DC, and Killa Cam, expressing his love for music. The chorus instructs listeners to crank up the music and direct their hands to the ceiling. The second verse includes a dark description of trapping and violence, with Duckwrth emphasizing that his music is the one thing he brings that is "ill."
The song touches upon themes of rebellion and individuality, implying that listeners should not be afraid to enjoy music that speaks to them, even if it goes against traditional values. Duckwrth also addresses the struggles of the music industry, with lines like "How the fuck am I supposed to breathe when there's so much bullshit all around?" The "crank that" chorus can be interpreted as a call to action, encouraging listeners to be unapologetically themselves and enjoy the moment.
Line by Line Meaning
My tongue is a (what?) Weapon
Duckwrth's tongue is a sharp and powerful tool for expression
40 caliber shootin' at the hecklers (du du du du du du du)
He is using his powerful voice to fire back at those who criticize him
Out to wait the, reverend (brr)
He is out to challenge authority figures and traditional norms
Angels on the line shootin' up to heaven (where we goin'?)
He has loyal supporters who will do whatever it takes to help him succeed
Lucifer sings in soprano
There is darkness lurking even in the most beautiful and angelic things
Fallen angels listenin' to Zeppelin
No matter how far someone has fallen, they can still appreciate and enjoy good music
Yo mama told you not to (what)
The older generation forbade certain things from younger people because they saw it as sinful or bad
Listen to secular music, the devils in the trap
The music industry is seen as corrupt and toxic, leading to the downfall of artists and fans alike
Automatic weapon singin' like tubas
His words are powerful and impactful, like the sound of a gunshot or a thunderous instrument
Black Sabbath on vinyl, AC/DC in the summer
He enjoys a wide variety of music and appreciates good quality sound
Killa Cam in the winter, this is what you always wanted
He is true to himself and his interests, and never compromises on his identity
Turnin' degrees to a hundred
He's going all in and taking risks, rather than playing it safe
Aye man! Turn on the AC it's hot in here! (Yeah!)
He is feeling the heat and intensity of the moment, and needs a break
How them flames end up on the ceiling, huh?
He is causing chaos and destruction in his wake
Burn down the roof, make 'em all say (ah!)
He is making a big impact and getting people to take notice
Jump out the cat go grill that, huh (huh)
He's jumping into new experiences and opportunities with both feet
Jump out the coupe four-wheel that, huh (skrrt)
He enjoys the thrill and speed of the ride
Ski mask in boots make em steal that, huh
He's got a tough exterior and will do whatever it takes to get ahead
Run up on the same trap grab it like (ah!)
He's unstoppable and can take what he wants
Throw the nigga inside the van, uh (yeah)
He's not afraid to get violent or use force to achieve his goals
Tie him up, his feets and hands, uh
He's punishing those who oppose him and taking control
He was walkin' round like Godzilla
His presence commands attention and power
He didn't know this ain't Japan (no way)
He is strong and intimidating, but not invincible
You ain't the dapper of Dan (ooh!)
He's one of a kind and can't be copied or imitated
You ain't the king of the land (huh!)
He's asserting his dominance and position of power
Sleepin' like keepers and xans
He's not afraid to take risks and push boundaries, even if it means risking his own health and safety
I wake you up you been stuck in a trance
He can snap people out of their routines and awaken them to new possibilities
I ate you out like a million of fans
He devoured and consumed people's attention and approval, becoming a sensation
I crank it up like you singing Sopran'
He elevates and amplifies experiences and emotions, like a singer hitting a high note
Crank that
He encourages people to turn up the energy and excitement
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
He wants people to go all in and push themselves to the limit
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
He wants people to take a small opportunity and turn it into something huge
Direct your hands to the ceiling
He wants people to embrace the moment and reach for the sky
Hold on, hold on, crank that (crank, crank)
He wants people to pause and appreciate the moment, before cranking up the energy again
How the fuck am I supposed to breathe when there's so much bullshit all around?
He's feeling overwhelmed and suffocated by the negative vibes and people around him
Trappin' trappin' got you trappin'
He's warning that engaging in criminal activities will only lead to more trouble and negative consequences
It's okay because the beat that I bring is ill (that's real)
He's confident in his own abilities and creativity, and knows his music is worth a listen
Gun a man, hunnid grams, hunnid grand, the baddest bitch is world renowned (what else?)
He's bragging about his wealth, connections, and status as a successful artist
Mix that like it's jump alike, and circuit to the masses
He creates music that connects with and unites people from all walks of life
Nigga, how profound
He thinks his music is deep and meaningful, and can inspire and motivate his listeners
Hell naw! Somethin' ain't right
He senses trouble or danger is lurking nearby
Tastin' too sweet when I had the first bite (huh!)
He is suspicious or skeptical of something that initially seemed appealing
Cookin' the kitchen with numerous knifes (cook)
He's using his skills and resources to create something impactful and impressive
808 sauce I'ma throw it like spice
He's adding his own unique flavor and style to his music
Bass to the god with that Wonton soup
He's combining different elements and cultures to create a fusion that is unexpected and creative
Migos just added that Wonton rice
He's collaborating with other artists and creating something new and fresh
Now you can't get enough (nah)
He's created something addictive and appealing that people crave more of
Eat em all up (uh)
He's devouring his competition and asserting his dominance
Hit em with the quick tummy tuck (yeah)
He's dealing a quick and painful blow to those who oppose him
Ooh, so you just slappin' niggas?
He's questioning the motives and integrity of those who resort to violence or conflict
Rollin' cards
He's taking risks and pushing his limits to achieve success
Taking it to a new level, huh? Aight!
He's always striving to improve and reach new heights, no matter the challenges or obstacles
Ooh, testify (yeah, yeah)
He's expressing himself and his beliefs in a powerful and impactful way
Escaping the flames (yeah)
He's avoiding negative or dangerous situations
Mama said testify (yeah, yeah)
His closest supporters and mentors encourage him to stay true to himself and speak his truth
Crank that (ah!)
He's urging his listeners to keep pushing themselves and turning up the energy
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: Jared Leonardo Lee
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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My tongue is a (what?) Weapon
40 caliber shootin' at the hecklers (du du du du du du du)
Out to wait the, reverend (brr)
Angels on the line shootin' up to heaven (where we goin'?)
Lucifer sings in soprano
Fallen angels listenin' to Zeppelin
Yo mama told you not to (what)
Listen to secular music, the devils in the trap
Automatic weapon singin' like tubas
Black Sabbath on vinyl, AC/DC in the summer
Killa Cam in the winter, this is what you always wanted
Turnin' degrees to a hundred
This is what you always wanted
Turnin' degrees to a hundred
Aye man! Turn on the AC it's hot in here! (Yeah!)
Crank that
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling
Hold on, hold on, crank that (crank, crank)
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling
Hold on, hold on, say (ha)
How them flames end up on the ceiling, huh?
Burn down the roof, make 'em all say (ah!)
Jump out the cat go grill that, huh (huh)
Jump out the coupe four-wheel that, huh (skrrt)
Ski mask in boots make em steal that, huh
Run up on the same trap grab it like (ah!)
Throw the nigga inside the van, uh (yeah)
Tie him up, his feets and hands, uh
He was walkin' round like Godzilla
He didn't know this ain't Japan (no way)
You ain't the dapper of Dan (ooh!)
You ain't the king of the land (huh!)
Sleepin' like keepers and xans
I wake you up you been stuck in a trance
I ate you out like a million of fans
I crank it up like you singing Sopran'
Crank that
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling (hold on)
Hold on, crank that (crank, crank)
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling
Hold on, hold on, say (ha)
How the fuck am I supposed to breathe when there's so much bullshit all around?
Trappin' trappin' got you trappin'
It's okay because the beat that I bring is ill (that's real)
Gun a man, hunnid grams, hunnid grand, the baddest bitch is world renowned (what else?)
Mix that like it's jump alike, and circuit to the masses
Nigga, how profound
Hell naw! Somethin' ain't right
Tastin' too sweet when I had the first bite (huh!)
Cookin' the kitchen with numerous knifes (cook)
808 sauce I'ma throw it like spice
Bass to the god with that Wonton soup
Migos just added that Wonton rice
Now you can't get enough (nah)
Eat em all up (uh)
Hit em with the quick tummy tuck (yeah)
Ooh, so you just slappin' niggas?
Rollin' cards
Taking it to a new level, huh? Aight!
Crank that
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling (hold on)
Hold on, crank that (crank, crank)
Crank that bitch to a million (a million!)
Turn that bitch to a million (a million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling
Hold on, hold on, ha
Ooh, testify (yeah, yeah)
Escaping the flames (yeah)
Mama said testify (yeah, yeah)
Crank that (ah!)
Mystical
I need the first 40 seconds as it's own song like rn 🔥🔥🔥
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Brook Tewolde
duckwrth is like the fusion of aminé and denzel curry lol
clemente villescas
He was around longer
Tim S
Deff
Deon B
Thank you for that comparison I never thought of him like that.. that makes so much sense